Lord of The Mysterious Realms Chapter 1110

Ultimately, the brand-new Mysterious Object that appeared after Jenkins's attack on the pirate king Diwo didn't bring much disaster to coastal Nolan. For most citizens, the events of Saturday afternoon were just another "explosion in the Docklands," and since the same thing had happened just last week, no one found it particularly strange.

They remained blissfully unaware of the steel and wood that had pierced the cargo ship, or the battle between the clockwork monster and the giant of bone.

Nolan City was, after all, a major diocese on the west coast. The Church had somehow managed to deal with the Mysterious Object that even Jenkins couldn't handle.

Apparently, the Enchanters from the Church of Creation and Machinery—who were already in Nolan investigating the damage to a gifted clock—worked with the local diocese churches to urgently contact their Holy See. They had the Saint Son of their church, who possessed the Bestowal C-08-02-3091, [Gear's Bane], rush over through the night. It was only through his intervention that the coastal disaster was averted.

Jenkins let out an exaggerated sigh. Papa Oliver, sitting beside him, gave him a light smack on the arm, warning him to behave.

It was Sunday morning at the Legacy Sage Church. A thick fog enveloped the city, and inside the church at its center, Jenkins and Papa Oliver listened as Captain Bincy recounted the events of the previous night from his bed.

Considering his injuries, Captain Bincy would be staying here for the foreseeable future, so naturally he knew more of the latest news than Papa Oliver and Jenkins.

"I remember St. George Avenue and Fifth Queen's Avenue are both near the Docklands. Did you hear any strange noises or see any strange flashes of light last night?"

"I didn't see the whole thing myself last night, but according to the Scribes who were there, that Saint Son from the other faith used a divine art with a wrench, manifesting a state similar to Jenkins's 'Blessed Saint' form. It took his power, combined with the efforts of five local demigods, to finally seal the monster."

"Just sealed? Not completely destroyed?"

As soon as Jenkins's words left his mouth, he realized it was a foolish question. Mysterious Objects were never that easy to destroy; being able to seal one away was the best possible outcome.

"Speaking of which, where is that thing now? Is it still in the city, or has it been sent to the Church of Creation and Machinery?"

Papa Oliver had grasped the heart of the matter, and Jenkins was curious about it as well.

"That thing has now been cataloged as A-04-02-9308, the [Animated Mechanical Giant]. Its shrunken core is contained in a lead-lined box to prevent its ability to animate metal from radiating outward. The original plan was to send it to an out-of-town branch of the Church of Creation and Machinery to study the reason for its appearance, but they later discovered the seal wasn't stable. Long-distance transport could be problematic, and since a steam airship is itself a pinnacle of clockwork engineering, using one for transport would be even more dangerous. If something went wrong during the journey..." Tʜe source of this ᴄontent ɪs novｅlfire.net

Captain Bincy shrugged at Jenkins and Papa Oliver, then coughed abruptly; his health was clearly not good. Both Jenkins and Papa Oliver could well imagine the catastrophe that would unfold if an airship embodying the most advanced industrial technology of the era were to be animated.

"They say the thing is being kept locally for now, but I don't know where it's contained. I imagine it must be in a very secure location..."

Captain Bincy's complexion still looked poor. The effects of even a sliver of power from the God's Child Umbilical Cord on a mortal were far from being merely physical. Even Jenkins couldn't heal the captain completely right away. At best, he would probably be bedridden until summer.

Thinking of summer made him think of the sea at Nolan, which led to thoughts of swimsuits, which in turn brought back past memories, and thoughts of his distant homeland. A wave of melancholy washed over Jenkins, and he found he no longer cared much about the whereabouts of A-04-02-9308, the [Animated Mechanical Giant].

It was just as well, because the conversation between Papa Oliver and Captain Bincy soon shifted to the other protagonist of yesterday's events: the follower of the Lying God who wielded the Skull Sword.

"Ah-ha! I knew it had to be them who took that sword! Those damn heretics!"

Captain Bincy declared, an 'I-told-you-so' expression on his face. Jenkins listened quietly from the side, feeling no burden on his conscience whatsoever. After all, he wasn't a heretic.

"Although no one directly witnessed the sword's appearance, based on the large quantity of bone fragments recovered yesterday and the marks on the sand where a blade had been plunged, it was undoubtedly the Skull Sword."

"Ah, I forgot to clean up the marks."

Jenkins thought, annoyed at his carelessness.

But at least the Church hadn't discovered the brief clash between machine and life that had occurred before that. After all, the ship's hold had been so damaged that barely any fragments were left, and the immense deathly aura that appeared afterward had completely masked Jenkins's own life aura.

He didn't need to worry about the Church discovering the somewhat strange traces of the battle. Otherwise, Jenkins would have had to find a way to forge an alibi for his movements yesterday.

The cat yawned, swishing its tail as it rubbed against Jenkins's arm. From its perspective, Jenkins was always worrying about such boring things.

While the physical destruction from yesterday's incident was minimal, the impact on the Church was significant. With no clear explanation for the Mysterious Object's appearance, the only option was to pin the blame on the Gear Artisans' Association, who were hiding somewhere in the shadows.

While this assumption wasn't entirely wrong, searching for the cultists of the Gear Artisans' Association meant that their already stretched-thin personnel were being divided once again.

And for Nolan, which was facing the impending descent of a heretical god's angel, this was extremely dangerous.

Speaking of this, Papa Oliver couldn't help but sigh. His eyes seemed to light up as he stared into the distance:

"I've never seen a real angel before. I wonder if I'll get to see one of the Sage's angels this time. Although the Sage's angel descending to the mortal world would mean the heretical god's angel has truly appeared, I really do hope I can see that divine..."

Captain Bincy shared the same sentiment, his expression full of longing as he spoke of angels.

Jenkins, on the other hand, felt no particular emotion. Besides, he possessed the [All-Seeing Card] that could communicate directly with an angel. If things truly reached a point where calling an angel was necessary, he might even take the enormous risk of using that card, which represented fate itself.

"Fate... The unpredictability of all things..."

This was the cat's thought. It had seen many similar cards appear at various junctures of fate. But it also knew very well that the appearance of the All-Seeing Cards didn't mean they had to be used. After all, their name said it all: "all things are unpredictable." Any outcome was possible.